Covering the Heavens: Starting from the First Great Emperor

Chapter 125 Emergence
The red-haired old man's eyes widened, a bad feeling creeping into his heart, and he unconsciously took a step back.

"I am a quasi-Immortal Emperor! How could I be afraid of a mere Immortal King?"

He quickly shook his head, erasing this unrealistic idea from his mind. How could he have come up with such an absurd thought?

The red-haired old man snorted coldly, and the measuring ruler in his hand fell down, unleashing a shower of light.

Xu Yuanming simply raised his palm, and a handprint appeared, within which the four directions of heaven and earth, wrapped in a layer of the universe, manifested.

boom!
The broken ruler of heaven measured the universe in one palm, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the heavens above and the netherworld below.

Just then, that universe began to shrink, condensing into a small hourglass, which suppressed the Measuring Ruler within it.

The red-haired old man slightly raised his chin. He hadn't expected that his full-force attack would be blocked by the opponent, who had even suppressed the broken imperial weapon!
How could this not shock him? Even during the great battle with the Desolate Emperor, such a situation had never occurred.

A sense of powerlessness welled up inside him.

Is fate truly irresistible?
The red-haired old man did not run away. In the past, he had already traveled a long way on the path to becoming a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. His understanding of destiny far surpassed that of those Immortal Kings. Naturally, he understood that this Great Dao was extremely powerful and there was no chance of escape.

"kill!"

He chose war, and that was his only choice. His blood and energy surged like a rainbow, capable of crushing countless worlds.

"So what if it's fate? Throughout the ages, the heavens and the earth have been rushing by. Do you really think I'm inferior to you in reaching this point? Throughout countless eons, I've seen many who cultivate fate, and quite a few have died by my hand. Today, you are no exception!"

Xu Yuanming remained calm, simply extending a finger and flicking it lightly.

A mark of destiny has manifested once more.

There is nothing mixed in with it; it is simply the most ordinary evolution of fate.

"You're looking down on me!"

The red-haired old man said angrily.

All the cultivators of the Great Dao of Destiny who had fought against him had learned a hundred paths, combined them into one, and were all interconnected before finally unleashing their power.

However, Xu Yuanming did not take it seriously and instead used fate itself to attack.

Xu Yuanming remained silent, showing no intention of changing anything. He flicked the strings again, and the cluster of Destiny Dao was incredibly pure, heading straight towards the red-haired old man.

"Don't insult me!"

The red-haired old man stood tall and imposing, with a phantom image of a quasi-immortal emperor appearing behind him. Within his primordial spirit, the Dao fire of the quasi-immortal emperor began to burn.

He dared not be careless in the slightest. Xu Yuanming could be indifferent to him, but he could not. The previous battle had already proven that his opponent was definitely not an ordinary person.

Given time, he could very well become a true Immortal Emperor in the future, instead of a half-baked one like him.

The first mark of destiny was indeed ordinary, and the red-haired old man erased it in no time. However, the next finger strike was completely different.

puff!
The red-haired old man's fist was pierced through, and his body, which was close to that of a quasi-immortal emperor, appeared exceptionally fragile in the light of destiny.

He saw through the meaning of that gesture and said coldly, "You've been peeling away my past!"

Fate is not good at killing; this is a fact universally acknowledged.

While the nature of fate itself is terrifying, in the end, it is simply a matter of its own essence.

Swordsmanship, the Way of the King, the Way of Strength...

All of these are far beyond fate, but fate can turn them all to its own advantage.

A person's greatest adversary is always himself.

Once destiny has achieved a certain level of success, it can reflect an exact replica of "oneself" and engage in battle with him.

Such a near-unsolvable method can only survive by relying on temporary breakthroughs and ideas during major battles.

Moreover, it is too difficult to escape the clutches of fate. The law of cause and effect has always been referred to as unknowable, unthinkable, and so on.

The red-haired old man wailed, the attack of fate was too painful, so painful that even he, a former quasi-immortal emperor, could not help but scream.

Even when his body was blown apart during the great battle, he had never felt such excruciating pain.

This pain is like that of a newborn baby, whose flesh is as thin as a cicada's wing, and any slight touch will damage its body.

Xu Yuanming gently waved his sleeve, his whole being becoming incomparably holy, like a great god who created the heavens and earth, looking down upon the world. His fair fingers connected all the great Daos of the heavens, and in the end, they were all shattered.

Flames of the Great Void rose within his body, and all the past events and the Great Dao gradually dissipated in the light.

"All things are transformed into one, which is determined by destiny."

The sixth secret realm, 'Ascension to Immortality'.

In the spiritual world, one high sky after another is built.

The Thirty-Three Heavens support one spiritual world, and the three spiritual worlds shine together. The Nine-Nine Technique has reached its ultimate level and peak.

The red-haired old man trembled; his opponent had broken through.

Is this Emperor Cheng?

No, not yet, it seems we're still a little short...

But why is this fighting force so terrifying?
The red-haired old man had cloudy eyes and muttered to himself.

We can't let him complete his transformation!

As he finished speaking, a figure appeared beside him, exactly like him.

This is the Dao Fruit of a former Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

The two attacked together.

In an instant, the universe was destroyed and the Great Dao shattered. Before the True Dragon Immortal King could react, Xu Yuanming moved.

The surrounding void shattered instantly, cracks spreading out in countless lines, from which threads of destiny began to emerge and spread, like the first ray of light at the beginning of creation.

One after another, the colorless threads broke through the chaos, and each flash of light climbed above the stars, like marks that had collapsed from ancient history, now rippling with terrifying Dao patterns.

Without any pause, Xu Yuanming dispersed the attack before him and, unlike before, did not wait for his opponent to attack, but instead chose to take the initiative.

In the blink of an eye, the power over all the heavens and myriad realms manifested in Xu Yuanming's hands, omnipresent, with threads of destiny manifesting in every place within the heavens.

"Please let me turn around and kill you!"

The red-haired old man's voice was icy, as if it came from a bygone era.

A strange gas emerged from between his eyebrows, and infinite light rose up around him. The sea of ​​stars flowed backwards, washing away the heaven and earth.

This is an extremely dazzling river of time, trying to block all the threads of fate that are essentially hostile to it.

The fragments of the road are like flying flowers.

The immeasurable threads of fate weave the river of time from all directions, and the rules are stripped away in an instant.

The illusory image of the Dao Fruit formed a finger seal with both hands, causing the surrounding space to distort and crackle, and boundless black energy tore apart the Great Dao of the Universe from nowhere. Xu Yuanming gently extended a finger, and a sacred light sent the Great Dao flying like shredded paper.

Boom!

Unbeknownst to them, the creatures in the nearby realm suddenly raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

They gradually imagined a figure, completely unconsciously in the dark.

It was a figure, with runes appearing all over his body, like a celestial emperor reigning over the world.

Many practitioners suddenly felt their bodies go limp and fell to the ground, kneeling down suddenly and wanting to kowtow to him.

The young man held up the highest point of the universe with the thread in one of his fingers, while his other finger fell.

People all over the world lowered their heads unconsciously, as if the earth was cracking.

Based on this ancient battlefield, it seems that the entire universe is swaying and on the verge of collapse, with the sound of the Great Dao booming.

Every thread of fate was like the shackles of rules, dazzling and dazzling. No matter what the two Heavenly Lords in front of them did, they were completely blocked.
"boom!"

Xu Yuanming rotated two fingers, and finally twisted them together, and then put his hands together, leaving only an inch of space between his palms.

The red-haired old man and the illusory image of the Dao Fruit were like playthings, at Xu Yuanming's mercy.

Such a terrifying battle had already attracted the attention of others. Giants from the Boundary Sea cast their gazes upon it, and upon seeing it, they couldn't help but gasp in astonishment, hardly believing what they were witnessing.

This was supposed to be an unparalleled being, an invincible being, yet he was completely powerless to resist.

Upon seeing the densely packed patterns of fate, they knew Xu Yuanming was very strong, but they never expected him to have reached such an outrageous level.

The red-haired old man had exhausted all his efforts, giving up all hope of living, seemingly gambling with his former dignity as a quasi-immortal emperor.

The illusory image of the Dao Fruit shone brightly with the radiant patterns of time, as if every moment was an eruption of the will that had been carved into the world for millions of years.

"Throughout history, only a few have walked this path. I refuse to accept this. How could anyone in this world suppress the Great Dao of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor before even reaching the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level? I am the Ancestor of the Dao, invincible throughout history, with few rivals. How can I be defeated by you today?!"

The red-haired old man almost roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Two figures slowly emerged.

This was the limit, a brief glimpse of his two former teammates.

Unbelievable things happened right before our eyes.

boom!
Xu Yuanming's powerful physique seemed to transcend this realm, and his blood energy flowed like a waterfall throughout the world.

He did not use the power of fate again, but instead unleashed his attacks as before. Each fist imprint seemed to be a condensation of the entire universe, even more dazzling than the sun.

Snapped!
A phantom image of a quasi-Immortal Emperor was shattered.

After killing them, Xu Yuanming rushed towards the other two phantoms.

That fist, which resembled jade, had surpassed the limits of power; even a true dragon or a celestial ant could not compare to it.

The mysteries of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor seem utterly vulnerable at this moment; such an incredible event in such a short time is truly awe-inspiring.

The other two phantom figures, whose combat power was equivalent to that of quasi-immortal emperors, were brutally destroyed.

The red-haired old man's body was like a beehive; even a true dragon's body could hardly resist the threads that were sharper than blades.

He shouted angrily, and turned into his original form. In an instant, a real dragon circled.

"kill!"

Xu Yuanming had only uttered a single word when the fate runes around him began to transform, and the will to destroy turned into pure murderous intent.

Around him, the red light turned into a solid shape, and four ferocious swords that seemed to be able to kill gods and immortals emerged.

They formed an array in an instant, but the moment it was completed, the sky was pierced, seemingly binding the entire arena, ready to kill the red-haired old man at this moment.

This power was terrifying, as if it could shatter a universe. Light flickered within the endless sword energy, and all the Dao Daos that were wandering around gathered together to bombard the red-haired old man.

With a roar, the red-haired old man vanished from all the strange phenomena around him, and he became incredibly powerful.

Boom boom boom!
The next moment, Xu Yuanming held up two fingers.

He pointed one finger to the sky, and the heavens appeared; he pointed one finger to the earth, and reincarnation appeared. Then he crossed his arms, pressing down the hand pointing to the sky and raising the hand pointing to the earth.

"destiny!"

Xu Yuanming had used this attack before during his great battle with the Red-Haired Old Man, when he used a barrier created by the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal King to bombard the Red-Haired Old Man.

But things have changed now; he no longer needs this so-called support.

Where Xu Yuanming's finger landed, his concept of 'heaven' and 'earth' appeared.

"Hahaha... You young man are truly powerful. Unfortunately, today, if I die, you will die too!"

The red-haired old man began to compress the quasi-immortal emperor's body from top to bottom. Countless runes appeared on his body, which was the afterglow of the quasi-immortal emperor. He wanted to return to his peak and was even willing to sacrifice the life of this body to support it.

Xu Yuanming was fearless, even if he used his own methods and his own methods of destiny to contend with the Great Dao of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

"Then let me see whether my 'Ascension to Immortality' is more powerful, or your 'Quasi-Immortal Emperor's Path' is more powerful!"

This ancient battle was formed because the True Dragon Immortal King was besieged and killed. The surrounding world has long since collapsed and has become part of the Boundary Sea.

Each of their attacks stirred up huge waves, so more and more Immortal Kings used them as coordinates and rushed over. A dozen or so came, including many powerful giants.

A powerful figure muttered to himself, "Is this really something a Celestial King could do?"

Even chicken farmers and butchers... none of them are this perverted, right?

"Do you think he might be the incarnation of an emperor?!"

One of the immortal kings then guessed.

On the battlefield, the red-haired old man's size was unknown, but at this moment he appeared extremely small, as insignificant as an ant in front of Xu Yuanming, directly squeezing him into the center.

The onlooker, a Celestial King, couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling lingering fear as he looked at the two beings before him who didn't seem like "Celestial Kings."

Is this the Immortal King Realm?
The red-haired old man's consciousness began to dissipate, but he did not give up and continued to resist. Each time he used the Great Dao, it was as if the Milky Way shattered and the sky collapsed, but it was still useless.

"I am now almost at the level I once was. Even a Quasi-Immortal Emperor would need some time to suppress and kill me. What makes you so powerful?!"

Xu Yuanming remained silent. The six secret realms shone brightly, having reached their peak. Deep within them, the spiritual light was dazzling, even more sacred than the light of a quasi-immortal emperor.

He continued to twist his hands, as if the strangulation of fate was rising.

"what……"

The red-haired old man had nowhere to escape, and there was nowhere to hide from fate. Whether he existed or not, he would suffer the ravages of fate.

(End of this chapter)